It is raining here. All morning we could feel the skies rumble with this approaching storm. The house shook and our cat moaned. It was dark and we could not see the clouds move in. But we knew. When it broke at daybreak, we all relaxed. The cat curled up and finally slept, calm again. We all settled comfortably in to another day of familiar.
Most days now feel anything but routine. There are spaceships in our skies, brutality from our police force, criminals in our banks, corruption in our government and discomforts in our bodies. We cannot necessarily see the approaching changes, but we know something is coming. We look forward to the day when we once again, can settle in to the familiar.
Yet it is not so much the familiar that we are yearning for, but the wonderful. It is from that state we have come and it is to there that we are trying to return.
You know the way, and once you arrive it will feel like home. Not, perhaps, the home of your very human childhood, but the home waiting for you in the state of wonderful. You will get there with love.
When searching fearlessly within, you discover your truth. You are more than a man or woman, brother or sister, father or mother, sister or brother, doctor, teacher, librarian, student, lawyer, electrician or business owner. You are beyond beautiful and greater than any championship. These human roles are costumes; what’s real is beneath the mask. You are so much more than you pretend to be.
You are love, and by agape you will enter the state of wonderful. It is not boastful or arrogant or sinful or selfish to adore yourself – it is necessary. You have come from a seemingly distant land and willingly immersed yourself in a place that has no facility to recognize your gift. Like a bull in a china shop, it’s been mostly a disaster. Put that same bull in the ring, and all who see him appreciate his beauty, strength and magnificence.
We are sensing now our time to enter the ring. With anticipation we are waiting for our turn to run – brilliant and free. We can feel it, although it is still not visible to our physical eyes.
Feel the fullness of your own truth. You hold all the answers, you know the right moves; you spring from source energy. Ego is not what we’ve been told; ego is not when you are feeling and proclaiming your greatness - ego doubts your own divinity.
You are lesser than none. You belong in the state of wonderful and when you’ve momentarily been there; your joy is validation of that truth.
This anticipation and sense of “something coming” feels intense. It is so radically different than anything we have known while here on earth. We are quivering with readiness, smiling on the inside and oh so much more than eager. We can’t wait.
We don’t have to. With agape we’ll find our way home. As we trust, relax, forgive and tenderly guide our fragile ego, we discover the path was always right here. It is our heart.